All I saw was the trailer. I gathered that it was some sort of 70's psychedelic freak-out, madcap comedy starring Telly Savalas and Tom Waits.

This explains a lot.

"Utter frogshit from start to finish." - Onyx

"Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you." - Eph 4

I had a dream that I was a Circus Tent with clowns and elephants and trapeze flyers performing inside me.
Then I dreamed I was a pup tent with sweating muddy soldiers crawling inside of me.
I asked my therapist what my dreams meant and he told me I was "too tense" (two tents, get it? )

Hovannes wrote:I had a dream that I was a Circus Tent with clowns and elephants and trapeze flyers performing inside me.
Then I dreamed I was a pup tent with sweating muddy soldiers crawling inside of me.
I asked my therapist what my dreams meant and he told me I was "too tense" (two tents, get it? )

The most improper job of any man, even saints, is bossing other men. Not one in a million is fit for it, and least of all those who seek the opportunity.. J.R.R. Tolkien

MrPiper wrote:I dreamed that Rusty gave me his entire cellar, and Wayne and Nate each made me two pipes and then I got a complete set of unsmoked CPS pipes in the mail and CPS took up a collection and gave me a 1,000 dollar gift card to P&C for tampers. When I woke up I realized that Rusty's cellar is already mine since he is actually my sock puppet, Wayne and Nate would never donate a pipe to such an aromatic smoker as I am as it would be poor publicity for me to be seen smoking their pipes, no one here knows my mailing address and I already poses the most important tamper ever made (it's the "One" tamper from the fires of Mt. Yastylov)
Help me?

"Like a gold ring in a pig's snout is a cob with a forever lucite stem." (Pipverbs 1:1)
"No more signatures that quote other CPS members." - Thunk

I was in a remote, Alaskan settlement with my mother. We were staying in the town's only hotel. My mother had brought along what she called her "exotic pets" which consisted of an Egyptian Mau cat, a bobcat, and a live Dungeness crab that was allowed to wander freely about. I was deeply concerned for these animals, because, as I tried to explain to my mother, bobcats should not be kept in captivity and allowed to interact with domestic pets, nor should Dungeness crabs be kept out of water for so long.

She refused to heed my admonitions and went off to offer sexual services to a nearby logging camp, leaving me alone in the hotel with the cat, the bobcat, and the crab. The large crab then began to chase me around the room, attempting to climb upon me and pinch me with its claws, forcing me to defend myself. I was forced to violently kick the crab across the room and into a wall, fracturing its chitinous exoskeleton and killing it, much to my distress.

In the meantime, the bobcat and the Egyptian Mau had begun to fight, as I knew they would, bobcats being viscous, wild animals. The bobcat soon mauled and killed the other cat and then stalked into the far corner or the room, growling and hissing at me as I attempted to calm it down. Being left with two animal carcasses, I was at a loss as to how I would explain things to my mother. I decided that I would take the corpse of the cat and the fractured remains of the Dungeness crab and arrange them under the sofa so as to make it look as though they had gone under there and subsequently fought to the death. I then lured the bobcat out from the corner and decided that I was going to take it and release it into the wild, though it did bite and scratch me several more times for my pains.

As I wandered through this Alaskan village to the dense, coniferous forest at the edge of town with a snarling bobcat in tow, I perceived, coming in the distance, an absolutely massive double decker motor home. A towering, automotive monstrosity larger than any ever known, driving through the Alaskan wilderness. I scooped up the bobcat, which had now become unaccountably tranquil, and walked toward the giant, maroon Winnebago that was bearing down on me. In a flash of light, I found that I and the bobcat were now inside of the motor home as it went barreling through the trees in the direction of the looming, Alaskan mountains. Several other passengers whom I did not know were also on board with me. When I asked one of them where we were going and who was driving the motor home, I awoke with the spring morning sun in my own bed and went into the bathroom to take a massive piss.

I had a crazy dream night A building was held up by terrorists led by a woman to steal a MacAuthur cob I had apparently been trusted with. I was the only the survivor. Then I was driving my dad to his house and was still in college. Dad died years before I went to college, but it didn't occur to me in the dream that he was dead.